Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame but one another still : Early or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breath When they, pale... Lyra Heroica A Book of Verse for Boys - 20 psl.autoriai: William Ernest Henley - 1891 - 364 psl.Visos knygos peržiūra - Apie šią knygą
| 1765 - 692 psl.
...nerves at lad mnft yield Vhcy tame but one another ftill. Early or late They Hoop to fate, And mnft give up their murmuring breath, When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands, wither on your brow, Then boaft no more your mighty deeds, Upon death*i purple altar now Ste where the victor... | |
| George Ellis - 1790 - 346 psl.
...nerves at laft muft yield; They tame but one another ftill. Early or late, They ftoop to fate, And muft give up their murmuring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boaft no more your mighty deeds ; Upon death's purple altar now, See where the viftor... | |
| English poets - 1801 - 488 psl.
...poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield...pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deedi ; Upon death's purple altar now, See where the victor-victim... | |
| George Ellis - 1803 - 474 psl.
...poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield...pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow : Then boast no more your mighty deeds ! Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor-victim... | |
| 1806 - 688 psl.
...poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords my reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield...pale captives creep to death The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds, Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor... | |
| 1807 - 308 psl.
...poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield,...They stoop to fate, And must give up their murmuring breatl), When they pale captives creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more... | |
| 1808 - 506 psl.
...poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill : But their strong nerves at last must yield...or late They stoop to fate, And must give up their murm'ring breath, When they, pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then... | |
| British poets - 1809 - 512 psl.
...poor crooked scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; But their strong nerves at last must yield...pale captives, creep to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ; Upon death's purple altar now, See where the victor... | |
| George Ellis - 1811 - 476 psl.
...And plant fresh laurels where they kill , But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They tame bat one another still. Early or late, They stoop to fate,...captives, creep, to death. The garlands wither on your brow, Then boast no more your mighty deeds ! Upon death's purple altar now See where the victor-victim... | |
| Thomas Percy - 1812 - 518 psl.
...scythe and spade. Some men with swords may reap the field, And plant fresh laurels where they kill ; 10 But their strong nerves at last must yield ; They...one another still. Early or late They stoop to fate, VOL. i. r, And And must give up their murmuring breath, 15 When they pale captives creep to death.... | |
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